Michèle Nardelli

Joined February 2021

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I write...I suppose, because I always have. Once a journalist, then a PR writer, for the first time I am dabbling in the creative. Now at semi-retirement I am still deciding what might be next.

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The dragons of Zoloty Dolina
‘There weren't always dragons in the Valley,’ Kolar slurred as he took another swig of his ale. The large empty jug on the table, a grey, oaty, froth around its rim, sat there solidly, a witness to Kolar’s inebriation.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Fiction
Beach
It’s a blue and bright deception alive with calmness. People on the end of lines hang over the jetty waiting for a catch.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets
Escalation
The tanks crunch over the line in the sand past open fields, little houses and dirt roads, and dogs and cats and ageing babus with mismatched hats,
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets
Birthday
I watched the meat grinder, as little curls toppled into bowls, waiting to be dressed with salt and pepper, then deftly primped and patted
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets
Submerged
Sometimes it’s hard to define, even for someone with an excellent sense of smell. To pull out the different elements in a blast of scent that is all at once familiar and somehow terrifying.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Fiction
Casual
Passion spent on ragged sheets. The heat, of an afternoon in an anonymous room void of softness or love. Touching the skin, you have never
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets
High Tide
High tide You come to me now, like the ghost of feelings past, when I’d abandoned all thoughts of love and lust. Packed them up into a yesterday box and buried it in the garden.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets
Sundown, Sunset Crescent
We closed the door today on our place. Our 60s dream house, ranch style, for a family with mod cons and little quirks - arguments and a laundry chute.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets
Poppy’s Post Pandemic Inclusion Anxiety
It’s 4.30 am…again. I don’t know what it is about the now, but I seem not to be able to sleep for longer than a few hours at a time.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Petlife
A wicked tale of how the girls escaped the land of Bad Hairy Scary Men
Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a beautiful country full of deserts and rivers and wild, wild mountains and villages and cities and families and all kinds of people just going about their business.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Fiction
No sex please, I am playing scrabble
We’ve been sold a pup! The wonderful world of social media offers so many extraordinary opportunities to connect with other humans, a godsend in these times of no travel, work from home and social lockdown. But there is a dark side.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Gamers
Hometown
Flattened streets and yellowed curbs in dry heat that only you possess, that bakes your skin before it sweats, I feel the endless drift of years, spent here.
By Michèle Nardelli4 years ago in Poets

Michèle Nardelli

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The dragons of Zoloty Dolina

Beach

Escalation

Birthday

Submerged

Casual

High Tide

Sundown, Sunset Crescent

Poppy’s Post Pandemic Inclusion Anxiety

A wicked tale of how the girls escaped the land of Bad Hairy Scary Men

No sex please, I am playing scrabble

Hometown

Achievements (2)